I Can Control My Ancestors-Chapter 150 - 56: Inviting Great Han to Its Doom

As expected, once these words were spoken.

The Yellow Turban Army immediately descended into chaos again.

Zhang Jiao looked at Gu Xi with a bright gaze, smiling and waving his hand, he laughed heartily:

"Gu Gong, at this point, what more needs to be said?"

The brave men behind him in the Yellow Turban Army shouted in unison.

Perhaps it was because of their extreme tension that every one of them used their full strength, and their voices were deafening!

Zhang Jiao fixed his gaze firmly on Gu Xi, staring at the thousands of troops behind him.

"The azure heaven is dead, the yellow heaven shall stand!"

Zhang Jiao spoke aloud to himself, slowly raising the nine-section staff he held in front of the three armies, proclaiming: "Today, standing here, who among us has not been turned into a demon by the azure heaven?"

"Gu Gong, you are a minister of the state, and Jiaoyi respects you!"

"However, this battle today cannot be avoided."

Zhang Jiao took a deep breath, suddenly tearing the Five Emperors Coins from his neck, as if he was severing his last attachment, and said loudly: 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Regardless of victory or defeat today, I insist on letting the world understand one thing, to let the officials in the temples and the local nobles remember——"

"It is the starving people of the world who are changing the Celestial Mandate! It is the people with no way out who are establishing the Yellow Heaven! It is the masses of the world who want this decaying Han Dynasty——"

He suddenly swung his staff forward, the nine-section staff pointing to the azure sky, "Go! Die!"

It seemed he had long planned all this, wanting to convey these words through Gu Xi to the entire world.

The shouting rose again.

The cry for the Great Han to die echoed through the entire heavens and earth.

People are influenced by their environment.

Amidst these deafening shouts, many of the Yellow Turban followers who were psychologically collapsed were indeed infected.

Their morale was truly stabilized a bit.

Zhang Jiao wasted no time, immediately planning to attack.

But at that very moment.

Suddenly, cries rang out swiftly from within the Yellow Turban Army.

"Gu Gong has been a great benefactor to my family in the past? How can I today turn my sword and spear against Gu Gong?"

"Indeed! Who among the youths of Jizhou has not received the favor of the Gu Clan? If we attack Gu today with swords and spears, how will we face our ancestors in the nine springs below?"

"Fellow villagers....if we really wield our swords against Gu Gong, will we have the face to return to our hometowns?"

"..."

These sudden cries instantly stalled the morale Zhang Jiao had just barely gathered.

This change far surpassed anything before.

For these Yellow Turban soldiers, facing Gu Xi in battle already planted fear in their hearts.

These words drew out the other emotions in everyone’s hearts!

In an instant, the Yellow Turban army descended into chaos!

The numbers of those influenced swelled visibly, with some even throwing down their weapons!

Who in this world has not benefitted from Gu Xi’s kindness?

In the past, it was a locust plague that spread over the entire Kyushu!

——The situation changed in an instant!

Lu Zhi immediately noticed the drastic change within the Yellow Turban Army, a complex expression appeared on his face: "Although Zhang Jiao is a rebel, he is also a hero."

He sighed first, then bowed to Gu Xi saying: "I admire your strategy, Gu Gong."

These people were all sent by him.

The Yellow Turban Army had loose discipline, making it quite easy to achieve this.

"Beat the drums."

Gu Xi’s face showed no hint of joy, instead, he sighed slightly with an expression of slight mercy, and calmly said: "Order the attack."

"Warn the three armies, never kill those who surrender."

"Focus on scattering the enemy, we absolutely must not force the common people into a desperate situation."

Lu Zhi did not hesitate in the slightest, immediately saluting with conviction: "Yes!"

Dong....dong....dong....

The stirring sound of war drums instantly resonated.

This undoubtedly further intensified the internal chaos within the Yellow Turban Army.

The next moment, the cry of Han Army soldiers charging resonated.

Behind Gu Xi, Gu Wei and others like Liu Bei, who were younger, were already rendered speechless by Zhang Jiao’s words.

"Wen Yao." Gu Xi glanced at Gu Wei and asked: "Now, do you still view them as rebels?"

Gu Wei remained silent.

And Liu Bei also earnestly gazed at those in the Yellow Turban Army, his bright eyes filled with complicated emotions....

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"In the sixth year of Jianning, Zhang Jiao of Julu caused chaos, defeated Central Lang General Lu Zhi, and captured Handan, disrupting the grain transport, and capturing the counties of Jizhou State.

Jiao dispatched detachments to raid Henei, eyeing Mengjin, causing fear in Luozhong.

At that time, Xi departed from Luoyang, composing the "Petition against Yellow Turban," announcing to the states and counties: "Those who lay down arms and return to the fields shall live, those who slay the surrendered shall perish."

As the decree reached the world, the Yellow Turban units already began to disband on their own.

Some soldiers burned talismans overnight, crying: "In the past, during the great plague in Wuan, Gu Gong saved my child, how could I now turn the blade towards my benefactor?"

So they laid down arms and fled south, with tens of thousands surrendering daily.

When Xi led his forces to Yecheng, before arranging the troops, the Yellow Turban fled at the mere sight.

In the outskirts of Handan, three thousand people abandoned their weapons, knelt in rows, loudly declaring: "We wish to serve Gu Gong!" Despite Jiao executing those who fled and hanging their heads beneath the banner, the spirit of the army was entirely lost, and within ten days, tens of thousands surrendered.

Jiao, enraged, sent a letter proposing a battle in Zhangbei.

When the two armies faced each other, Xi in white plume and profound armor, stood on horseback at the front of the formation.

From the Yellow Turban emerged an old soldier, barefooted, baring his scarred chest, crying: "Years ago, when I was gravely ill, Gu Gong sent a doctor with medicine, I’d rather shatter my body than go against the banner of righteousness!"

After speaking, he slit his own throat, and the three armies wailed, spears and halberds falling like forests.

Jiao urged on the battle, but the scattering soldiers turned back and seized his banner.

Xi then waved his signal and attacked, the Youzhou cavalry charging with sweeping might.

Jiao’s forces were utterly broken, with those surrendering covering thirty li, the baggage clogging the paths.

Realizing the hopelessness of the situation, Jiao led the remaining forces and fled under the cover of night.

Hearing this, the cities of Jizhou State, within ten days, thirty-seven counties reverted to allegiance, tying up false officials and surrendering continuously.

Bandits in Qingzhou and Xuzhou, hearing of Jiao’s defeat, tore their yellow flags, dispersing back to the fields, saying: "Gu Gong’s banner direction, is divine awe!"

———"Later Han Book. Biography of Gu Xi"